Buzz!
The Bone-Eroding Light Sword traced a graceful semicircle through the air. The swordsmanship itself was not exquisite, but bolstered by power and speed, it surpassed techniques the world could imagine.
Sizzle!
The blade of light reflected in Donna the Evil Spirit Witch's eyes accelerated sharply, then veered aside, slicing off a lock of long hair beside her face and severing her staff in the same stroke.
"You..."
Before she could finish speaking, pain exploded at the back of her head. A powerful surge of magic smashed apart her consciousness—and her dignity—before the world went black.
Sizzle.
Jiang Han dispelled the blade of light and fitted the hilt back into the strap on her thigh. She had used the hilt, imbued with enough magic to scatter consciousness, to strike the back of her opponent's head. Though she had already drawn her weapon... Jiang Han thought, they had not reached the point of fighting to the death. This battle had only happened because the other woman insisted on "a witch's dignity." There was no need to deal a killing blow.
In Jiang Han's life as a witch, her first mentor had been Cheng Yu.
That witch could no longer guide someone who stood among the foremost Archwitches, but she had imparted her most precious principles to Jiang Han.
'The witch's path is not a path of slaughtering one's own kind.'
Jiang Han silently repeated those words. Looking at Donna lying on the ground, she slowly turned toward the shrine and saw four little resentful-spirit witches pouncing at her.
Instinctively, she drew her light sword again.
Yet after the little resentful spirits rushed past her, she realized she had been too tense.
"Bad witch, did you kill her?" a cool, clear voice asked.
From behind Jiang Han.
She turned and saw that